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“I guess I’m trying to say, grab anything that goes by. It may not come around again.”

—John Steinbeck

“Out of all the people in this world, I can’t imagine myself loving anyone other than you.”

“She knew she was really sad, when she stopped loving the things she loved.”

“To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books.”

—Carlos María Domínguez

“People inspire you or they drain you. Pick them wisely.”

—Hans F. Hansen

“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

“What is love? It is the morning and the evening star.” — Sinclair Lewis

—Rainer Maria Rilke

Letters to a Young Poet

—𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚘𝚟

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 (𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟾-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟶)

“I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?”

—Jack Kerouac

“Happiness sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open.”

—John Barrymore

“…I thought of your body as one thinks of murder.”

—Anne Sexton

“I think pain and unhappiness are distinct and different things and it is possible to go on suffering pain without being really unhappy. Pain is something external, something that comes from without, an ephemeral accident like a physical ailment, like our present separation, like the death of a brother. Unhappiness on the other hand, although produced by pain is something within yourself which grows, develops and envelops you if you allow it to do so and do not watch out. Pain, no one can avoid but unhappiness you can overcome if you consider something worthwhile enough to live for. Perhaps I am becoming pedantic again so I shall leave it.”

— Faiz Ahmed Faiz

in a letter to his wife Alys, from his prison-cell

“You are a thousand flowers, —you are a meadow full of them—”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

“The Lamp and the Bell,” published c. 1921

“She felt dangerously powerful, she loved, she knew love, everything else paled.”

—Anna Delbee

“Her loosened hair was a moonlight halo about her face.”

—Renée Vivien

“My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing.”

—Rainer Maria Rilke

“Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Which is pretty amazing, when you actually think about it.”

—Sarah Dessen

“I need to see you. I need to feel you. I want the routine with you and I want the madness with you. I want all of it with you. Feed the cats and get on the damn plane. I want you here with me.”

—Ernest Hemingway

from a letter to Martha Gellhorn

“A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it’s the most painful thing you’ll ever have to do and that you’ve ever done. But what’s yours is yours. Whether it’s up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it’ll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and that time, you won’t have to put it back in the sky again.”

--C. JoyBell C.

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

- From Fly Me To The Moon - by Bart Howard

“Go and love someone exactly as they are. then, watch how they transform into the greatest truest version of themselves. when one feels seen and appreciated in their own essence, one is instantly empowered.”

—Wes Angelozzi

“I am who I am. Your approval isn’t needed.”

“What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.”

—Scott Westerfeld

“Some relationships just end. Like a star, they burn bright and brilliant, and then nothing in particular goes wrong, they just reach their end. They burn out.”

—Cora Carmack

“About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won’t like you at all.”

—Rita Mae Brown

“I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. Then comes the moon, marvelously serene, and some stars, very merry for some reason of their own. It is so easy to forget, in a wordly life, to attend to these miracles. But no matter. They are waiting when one returns.”

—Katherine Mansfield

—Sylvia Plath

“I’ll make death love me; for I will contend even with his pestilent scythe.”

—William Shakespeare

“Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.”

—Henry Drummond